Lester Averman Novels & Stories

Xavier: When she first mentioned the name, something in me went still. “Lorenzo D’Amaris,” Valerie said with a small, almost relieved smile, setting the file on the desk. “He’s interested in investing in the new firm. It’s all legitimate, I checked everything twice. He seems professional. I am still checking things out, but the idea of someone wanting to invest is making me happy.” I forced my expression to stay neutral even as my instincts sharpened. “D’Amaris?” I repeated, slowly. “Where’s he from?”

Letting that bastard Gelle control him, use him as his chess piece. “You bastard! You should have asked me, bastard! Can you bring back those children you killed? I thought you were different from him! I knew you were troubled but I never know you could go as far as that! I am greatly disappointed in you.” Lester smacked his chest and firm his heart, not letting pity take over him. Naster always had a ghost in his heart, people telling him he would be just like his father, and because of that, he had to hide in that library, Lester helped him hide his identity.

He realized that there was something off about Jane’s expression and asked nervously, “What do you need me for, Grandma?” “What do I need you for?” Jane snorted coldly and questioned, “Hugo Stark is clearly a dirty old man, but you took Luna to him… Explain to me what happened!” “Huh?” Lester trembled and avoided eye contact, stammering, “Grandma, w-what do you mean? W-what did Dr. Stark do...” Jane was a distinguished person. She was the 70-year-old leader of the Conerys, after all! She could tell at a glance that there was something off about Lester, and her expression turned even colder. “What did you do, Lester?”

This is the Maskin ambassador, his father, - the realization that once I was lying on the ground in the doorway of the ambassador's son did not immediately overtake me. Lester seemed to sense the attention directed towards his person and looked up at our couple. A radiant smile lit up his face and, saying something to his father, he moved in our direction. “Aiden, what kind of beauty did you bring to your relatives today to be torn to pieces?” Lester asked cheerfully. I gritted my teeth and expressed everything I thought about this joker with a look. “Lady Helen Holm, my companion,” Aiden introduced me dryly, he definitely did not like the redhead, but his upbringing did not allow him to be

Never had I felt so much anger towards another singular person. I heard a muffled cry come from Ella. The pain and desperation in her voice was real and something you rarely heard from Ella Jones. "You know who I am, Martinez-" "I am well aware," he replied. "Leonardo Loren. The most ruthlessly terrifying man to ever live." "Then you'll be well aware of what I do to people that do things that anger me," Leo said. "And raping my Luna is top of that list." "You've got nothing on me, Loren. Even if you do find me, you're alone, outnumbered and we have guns," he said in an amused tone. "And relax, I'll ensure that she has fun. After all, it is the last thing she'll do before death."

His demeanor sent a ripple of unease through the girls, who exchanged apprehensive glances as they braced themselves for his instructions. Larry Wells, at forty, was a man you couldn't easily warm up to. With a scowling countenance, unkempt appearance, and a demeanor dripping with disdain, he inspired more fear than admiration. His abrasive manner and contemptuous gaze made him someone you'd instinctively avoid, rather than seek out for guidance or approval. They greeted him upon his entry. With a curt nod, Larry launched into the orientation, his voice sharp and commanding as he outlined the tasks and expectations for the serving staff. He spared no detail, his instructions delivered with a

I had a bad feeling about this trip to their territory, but it seemed that Weston knew him enough to trust that this meeting was safe for the both of us. The Lester Mansion was not as huge as the Albrecht Castle. Well, it was obvious since Alpha Hunter was the wealthiest man on this continent, and Flavius Lester was only second to him. “Welcome! Weston Campbell! It has been a very long time since I last saw you! I can’t believe how time has flown by so fast! And who is this beautiful lady beside you?”

I hissed at him. “I only know the first names Cornelius and Delphina, but I think they are somewhere on the outskirts of the city. That’s all I know.” I smiled and slapped his face lightly. “See that wasn’t that hard now was it.” I turned and walked towards the stairs to the door. Before I went up I gave my man the signal and heard the gunshot as I walked up the stairs. I am coming for you Lynn, I thought to myself. When I exited the basement my second in command, Lane was waiting for me. “You’re going to Rome. I want Lynn now. Kill whoever she is with and don’t leave any witnesses. Don’t screw this up.” He nodded and headed to get ready. I walked into my office and looked at the picture of

Soon, Ava set the table and everyone was seated except Adrian Lester. He soon descended the stairs in a blue designer suit and a custom made leather shoes. His facial looks were charming with his usual well treated comb over hairstyles and scruffy beard. His sharp penetrating grey eyes added to his handsomeness. Ava glanced at him briefly and quickly looked away. Adrian Lester is cute and that is not something one can argue about. But his heart seemed ugly. He is tall with a perfect physique that portrays him as someone who does a lot of work out.